Blood Ties:Becoming A Mobster's Wife

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hocked by his request to take off whatever it was he told me to take off, I would've conde

shampoo. I didn't just want to tug on his long, dark hair, I also, for some weird reason, wa

me up like a part of his favourite weapons

hirt, cara" he ordere

't have a-anyth

time his voice was so strong, it was a

pulled it over my head. When the sweatshirt fell to the floor, I only had on a

the fire and the flames erupted. He turned towards me and the fire in his eyes was no match for the fire behind him. He stalked towards me a

led me towards him. Another squeak of surprise came out of me but

r while his minty breath passed over my heated neck. My neck wasn't the only thing that was heated, my

to say my next words but I'll

t myself in the back. Roman though, was not very impressed. His eyes narrowed into sli

n, making me gulp. "Even for a fucking second, think that you're not m

at with a vicious growl. My knees almost gave in, but just almost. With his teeth biting into m

e he can. He took what he wanted, without anybody's

King that

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my vision blurry. I blinked a few times before my vision cleared and the profile of a kind-l

I sat up right on my bed in

oretti ordered me to get you ready" she informed me and I rubbe

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dmother would do to a child. I pouted like a child as well, feeling loved that

into thin air as cold reality sets in. I peeked behind her and narrowed

ile. I was suddenly very aware I would be selling myse

before proceeding to enter the bathroom. The moment the door to the bathroom locked, I plunged my

d into the quietness of the r

down my face as I turned away from the ceil

g? And just why, oh why, was

even remember

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ipation as Roman and I stand side by side, two strangers

he shadow cast by the brim of his fedora. While I stood beside him as an enigma, my face veiled b

's burly enforcer and best friend though I knew had a heart somewhere, his steely ocean gaze and hands calloused from ye

incenzo. We hadn't met, but I knew he was a sharp-eyed consigliere with a mind as sharp as the stiletto tucked int

ehension and resignation. There were no declarations of undying love or promises of forever, only a silent acknowledgm

ling our union that was bound by power and honor Roman exudes. As our witnesses step forward to s

binds us all together in a world where